| lay down | lay down your weary tune | lay down the song you strum and rest yourself | 'neath the strength of strings no voice can hope to hum | and let the morning breeze like a bugle blow against the drums of dawn | and be struck by the sounds before the sun knowing that the night is gone | and stand unwound beneath the skies and clouds unbound by laws | unbound by laws | and rest yourself 'neath the strength of strings no voice can hope to hum |
February 26, 2008
On Understanding Joel Olsteen
To rise lift your tongue, that fiery tenant of the heart, and sing down walls that envy Man to splinters, chink out the Cornerstone but smile His work to see, call the real Babel dubious because it left them shattered, and above all ask for money.
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